CHAPTER 17

CHAPTER 3. Pretty Tangerines, Rotten Tangerines

Rumors of my creation of a special unit spread quickly.

I had no intention of hiding it in the first place, but the spread was faster than I thought.

Most of the Black Knights who heard the news responded the same.

"Special unit? The support wizard is leading the team?"

"By what standards does she hire special forces? I shouldn't be chosen."

"What if I get picked? Apparently she's only had one dungeon clear experience, and she's gonna die."

So far, it was an unexpected response.

But not everything went as expected.

'How could there be no people in the restaurant at this hour?'

It wasn't mealtime, but there should be one or two people coming and going.

They didn't know if they would be found by me and chosen by me. Everyone was busy hiding for fear of seeing my hair and eyes.

Because of that, it was difficult to look at the members properly.

'I wanted to see them myself… But it's great not to listen to me. If it's at that level, it's not gossip. It's just what I said before.'

In addition to the characteristics of a supportive wizard and the experience of the first round, it was quite annoying to hear rumors so much that they could be heard directly.

It was an unexpected situation that the members did not even show their noses, but there was nothing much of a problem.

It was difficult, but it was just a hassle, not a loss of work.

'I can't help it. I just have to pick it out with papers.'

I alternately looked at the list I received from Meyer and the party member status window, and I was delighted and disappointed about which ones to pick.

I felt like I was back as a gamer after a long time because I was measuring talent around like picking it up in a shopping cart.

As I was using such a sunny canteen alone as if I had rented it, a shadow suddenly fell on the table.

"Why are you laughing alone, Jun? Are you all right?"

"Oh, Axion. I worked so hard that I didn't know."

I hurriedly moved my mouth. The expression of Axion looking at such a face was strange.

"Do you make… such a strange expression when you work?"

"Ha ha… Well, it's worthwhile."

I laughed slowly. Axion sat across the table and spoke with an anxious gaze.

"You're really extraordinary, too. I'm sure you're worried about the creation of a special unit these days, but you can still laugh."

"There's no reason not to laugh just because I'm worried."

How much authority do I have to set up my own team.

I was thinking about who to raise first, thinking about the unit one by one. There was no reason to be serious.

But I was the only one who was excited. Axion gave a deep sigh.

"Even if you have documents, you'll need to look at them to figure out their talent and potential, but everyone is busy avoiding you…"

"It's okay because there's a way to know everything even if they hide so tightly."

The figures in the status window do not lie.

Besides, they're busy avoiding me now, but after my eyes are recognized, they'll go crazy to be in my eyes.

Thinking about that time, I could laugh as much as I want now.

I added with a small smile.

"And no matter how much they don't want to come in, they don't have the right to refuse. Eventually, the unit will be organized as I want. Don't worry."

"I'm not worried about that."

"Then what?"

"I'm worried about the creation of the special unit."

Axion shut his mouth for a moment as if it was a story he didn't want to say.

But he couldn't stay silent until the end. After hesitating, he opened his mouth after a long time.

"If they're already so reluctant, I'm not sure how much they're going to go in and listen to your instructions. Uncertainty is linked to anxiety."

"…"

"It's not that I don't trust your skills. Dungeon is a place where you never know what's going to happen. You should have at least half your people in the unit."

"You think there might be a rebellion."

Axion nodded heavily.

The dungeon was a world of medicinal strength.

I'm a useful wizard for Dungeon Clear, but I wasn't a strong wizard.

That's how I can't get out of the worst situation. It was natural to be considered.

"… Honestly, I think Your Excellency was hasty this time. You may be accompanied a few times."

There was concern on Axion's face.

If he was worried about Meyer's judgment, my situation seemed really messy.

Yeah. Genius ability and experience are different.

As Axion knows, my experience of clearing the dungeon was once, and that was just a pinch.

Because the situation is different from being the direct leader of the expedition team, it is not credible and worrying.

"Thanks for your concern, Axion."

In fact, I had a lot of experience in clearing dungeons. Maybe it's more than Axion.

Axion's rebellion was also fully expected.

"Since the leader says he will attach a person, there will be no big deal. And… Even if that happens, there is a last resort."

As a supportive wizard, I have no attack magic, defense magic, or healing magic. But there is something similar.

'I can't starve to death without. Whether it's gums or whatever, all you have to do is chew.'

Among the support magic, there is a magic called "Holy Dedication" that drives damage to one of the party members.

It was magic for the survival of party members with relatively weak physical strength and high importance.

'It's the skill I walked to Fabian and sacrificed my arm instead.'

It's a sacrificial skill, but if you hang it on your ears, it's an earring, or a nose ring if you hang it on your nose.

It was a magic that could be used to prepare for the rebellion as much as it was possible to hand over my damage to other soldiers.

Of course, I was going to keep it a secret from the expedition team.

Everyone will be disgusted and reluctant when they learn that the wizard who fights with their backs has this magic.

Axion looked at me curiously.

"What is the last resort?"

"If I let you know, it's not the last resort."

"Is it a secret to me, too? I'm sorry about this."

"Axion has a secret, you know."

Axion clicked his tongue. It seemed to be a regular thing.

"What… If you are so confident, I will worry less. In addition, Your Excellency wants to send someone, don't you say… Who? "

"He said he'd tell me when it's decided. I actually thought it was Axion. That's why I thought you were talking to me."

"Oh no, it sounds like I'm someone who wouldn't talk to you unless it happened."

"That's not what I meant. I think I'm getting pricked."

"Haha."

We exchanged words as a joke.

Maybe he was a little worried then, but Axion murmured into a much softer face than before.

"But… Your Excellency must have an idea. He's going to put someone with ability."

"I believe so, too."

Surveillance or anything is fine, I hope they're useful. I wished so, and nodded back at Axion's words.